Redtail Rise onyx

perhaps there was some annoyance in mountain boulder for why a young wolf already in leadership would fight another.

and yet there was understanding. a redtail had created the rank; redtails had held it. and even now he was proud of night eye's skilled posturing.

to mountain boulder, neither of them should have wealda, and maybe it was for some abstract concept that he fought now.

as night eye snaked in, mountain boulder let the breath heat his skin and the fangs clip into the flesh below his summer coat; he stepped forward into the bite, crowding again, great teeth snapping not only for nape now, but muzzle, face, shoulders.

anger bloomed for red woman. had she not left them to this, they would not need to fight for wealda.